Diego

“The sound of mechanized brutality that could only come from one species.”
― Robert Rath, L'Infini et le Divin (Warhammer 40,000)

“The cryptek bowed, obsequious. "The stacks are full, my lord. We are over capacity. I have humbly suggested that we expand the collection into the space currently occupied by the wine cellars".
"But then where would I put my wine, librarian?"
"You... you do not drink wine, my lord."
"Of course I don't,' Trazyn snapped. "It's far too valuable. Request denied.”
― Robert Rath, The Infinite and The Divine

“Understand?" Orikan snapped. "To understand is not in you, Trazyn. You're a bird making a nest with shiny things. A child with a rock collection. You want things simply to have them. Their true meaning, their use, is lost on you.”
― Robert Rath, The Infinite and The Divine

“Neither of them were warriors. For Trazyn, the dust of the archive was more familiar than that of the parade ground, and Orikan had spent aeons training his mind and neglecting his body. Had this duel occurred during the Flesh Times, it would have been comical. Two withered ancients, rangy, round-shouldered, stained with ink and smelling of incense tearing at each other with barely the strength to bruise. But biotransference had, for all its horrors, made every necron an armored juggernaut. The two swung at each other, filling the gallery with the sounds of the forge. They locked weapons, shoved and bashed their plated skulls like horned beasts.”
― Robert Rath, The Infinite and The Divine